[Comprehensive] Did the judge lose hair today?

When Candlestick hurriedly took the elevator and knocked on the door, he felt that he had seen the scene of hell behind the door through this thick and gorgeous door.

But fortunately, the God interrogator was still sitting obediently on the sofa, but a pile of Fu Sangshen was dumped beside him, and Luan Zheng came out of the kitchen with a pot of freshly boiled hangover soup. When he saw the candlestick, he immediately Warmly greeted: "Ah Candlestick, you are back, come and help me try the taste of this hangover soup, if there is no problem, you can drink it for the god judge."

Panting heavily, Lan Jinghuan, who finally managed to catch up with the candlestick, saw the people in that place, and expressed considerable horror at their bluish faces: "What's wrong with them, are they poisoned?"

"I guess it was used as a test product for the hangover soup before."

Candlestick looked at the pot of hangover soup in Luan's hands that seemed to be full of color and fragrance, and always felt that there was a skull symbol hidden in the light smoke: "I asked the chef who made the chocolate before I left, and he told me There is a unique rescue formula, Jing Huan and I have already bought all the ingredients when we came here, and now we will boil it for Shen and the young master to drink."

"...Okay." Luan looked at his most perfect work so far with some regret, "Since it is for exclusive situations, let you come, I will carry them all back to bed first."

Lan Jinghuan watched helplessly as Luan picked up adults who were taller than him and sent them to their respective rooms with ease, the eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

"Are you interested in claiming a Guinness World Record for your brother?"

When he and Candlestick were the only two people left in the kitchen, Lan Jinghuan spoke cautiously, afraid of being heard by the petite strongman outside, opened the door and twisted him into twists: "And when did you ask the chef?" A unique sober recipe, didn't we go out for a car and buy things as soon as the exchange meeting was over?"

"If you want to be another victim of that hangover soup, please be free."

Candlestick cut made a gesture of invitation, and the extended finger pointed to the pot on the corner of the cooking table. The soup inside was top-notch in terms of appearance and aroma.

"Then I really went to drink?"

Lan Jinghuan was probably the cat killed by curiosity in his previous life, so that he is still working tirelessly to death in this life: "If you only drink a little, it should be fine. I'll just dip a little bit with the tip of my chopsticks and taste it."

After speaking, he really found a chopstick from the drawer, and as soon as he put it in the soup, he wanted to touch it on his tongue.

The doorknob was turned.

Luan poked his head in apologetically: "I'm sorry to disturb you...but the young master insisted on coming in, I really can't refuse him."

Drunk Cangli's IQ drops infinitely. When he wants to do something but is stopped by others, he will look at the other party with his cute big eyes. If it is useless, he will slowly She shed tears, looking rather pitiful.

"It's over to you."

Luan gently pushed Cangli forward, and closed the door with some reluctance.

"Mi, Jiang~" Cang Li walked over to Candlestick Cut and grabbed the hem of the other's clothes, "What is that?"

He was referring to the chopsticks Lan Jinghuan was holding in his hand.

"That's what Jing Huan played with, don't you think so?"

"That's right, that's right, this is a game I often play. Originally, the pen was turned, but there are only chopsticks here, so I can only turn this."

Lan Jinghuan was quick to wit, and immediately turned the chopsticks into a flower between his fingers, and the slender chopsticks rotated up and down between the four fingers, and the speed was so fast that it really seemed like a show of skill.

"Oh~" Cang Li replied with a long voice, "Namijiang, is there anything delicious in the pot on the table?"

No, that would be a deadly poison.

Candlestick had no way to tell the truth, he could only use his eyes to instruct Lan Jinghuan to "accidentally" knock down the pot, and let all the contents inside be poured into the sink next to him.

Lan Jinghuan received the order and completed the candlestick cut in a rather twisted posture.

"Are you still dizzy?" After finely chopping up the ingredients needed for hangover soup and binding them tightly in a cloth bag, Candlestick cut patted Cangli's head quite smoothly, "Don't you eat all the chocolate?" .”

That's a total of [-] milliliters of wine. If you eat all of it, no wonder the judge will get drunk, because the mixed wine is more likely to make people dizzy than a single wine.

"It's over."

Cang Li replied with a crisp voice, with a bit of pride: "Everyone gave me their chocolates. In order to live up to their wishes, I ate them all."

"I'm awesome, right?"

There seemed to be little stars jumping out of the little Totoro's eyes, and Candlesticks could only touch Cangli's head as a reward, and decided to communicate with Hasebe afterwards, and continue to strengthen the severity of the alcohol prohibition in Honmaru.

Liquor chocolate?nonexistent.

"Then have you eaten my peach blossom cake?"

Lan Jinghuan squatted beside Cang Li and asked, accidentally turning into a childish tone of voice.

Cangli gave him a disdainful look, and hid herself behind the candlestick, ignoring this rather childish adult.

"Hey, even if the young master is drunk, don't treat him as a real child."

"I think it's a rare experience for my kind big brother who has been in kindergarten for so many years to be defeated here." Lan Jinghuan leaned on the cooking table and pretended to be deep, "In order to make up for my glassy heart, why don't let How about I pay you a visit at your house? I'll bring a bunch of presents with me."

"Wait until you graduate safely."

With a local tyrant who sits on a golden mountain, is Candlestick Chee the one who will be moved by these small favors? With his own little tail, he walks between the stove and the chopping board, listening to the gurgling from the pot With the sound of bubbles, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mi Jiang, eat."

Some dazed Cang Li swayed for a long time, then miraculously took out a piece of peach blossom cake from his pocket and handed it out: "It's soft and sweet, but I feel a little unhappy after eating it."

"Is that why you fed it to me?"

Reluctantly, Candlestick took the peach blossom cake and put it in his mouth.

Cangli seemed to have acquired some new way of playing the game, and kept taking out food and stuffing it into Candlestick Cut's hands, stuffing one by one, looking extremely harmonious.

Lan Jinghuan, who was left out in the cold, let out a long sigh.

"Guangzhong, the soup is almost ready to be cooked."

Candlestick Che, who was forced to feed for a long time, finally had a legitimate reason to send Cangli out of the kitchen: "Sit on the sofa and wait for me, okay?"

"it is good."

Cangli obediently let go of the hem of the candlestick cut and went out.

"I seem to have visited Santuchuan for a while."

In the early morning of the next day, several Fu Sangshen who had tasted the miscooked hangover soup sat at the dining table, their faces were still a little pale.

Taiko Bell’s opening resonated with other people, and they almost had to spend money to get on the boat, but at a critical moment, they thought that the money would be reserved for the interrogator to buy food, and they suddenly woke up .

"How's the view there?"

Luan didn't have the slightest sense that he was the one who caused the trouble, biting his spoon, he asked curiously: "I need a lot of inspiration now, if you have any fantastic ideas, please provide them to me."

"I think that after you return to this pill, you can share the results of your special hangover soup with Yaoken. Maybe Yaoken will have great inspiration."

Even half of your face is shrouded in shadows. How did your Awataguchi family survive this kind of poison that kills people invisible? Could it be that everyone is a pervert who is extremely resistant to the drug?

"So what happened yesterday?"

Cangli sat in the first place and looked at the Fusangshen with concern: "Did someone get drunk yesterday? But didn't we buy alcohol? Could it be that you went to buy alcohol secretly without moving?"

"Yes, just don't move."

Hasebe pressed Fudo directly on the seat: "Then Candlestick and I agreed that the alcohol prohibition in Honmaru is far from strong enough. We must keep alcohol completely away from our lives and restore the quiet blue sky in Honmaru."

"...Since you all think so, then so be it."

Shocked by Hasebe's upright and dignified figure, Cangli passed the proposal in a daze to make the three drunkards of Honmaru want to cry bitterly. Pinching the immobile shoulders present and shaking desperately, why don't you help persuade him.

Hasebe will beat me to death if I open my mouth, okay?

The aura of gods blocking and killing gods and Buddhas blocking and killing Buddhas, you can do it, but I can't.

"Let's move freely now."

After eating a healthy breakfast full of vitality, Cangli felt that although I lost all the memories from yesterday when I got on the bus to when I opened my eyes this morning, it was not very important: "Yamabuchi and I are going to try some Hong Kong snacks, Taiko Zhong is going to go shopping, he is not in the same direction as us."

"Ah, I've already made an appointment with Fudo, the two of us will go."

Taiko Bell and his brothers put their arms around Fudo Xingguang: "However, today I mainly buy it for Fudo. You can see that his regular uniform is so disgusting that it makes people want to put their eyes on themselves."

"I want to gouge out your eyeballs right now."

Fudong showed a bloody smile: "Do you mind if I perform this little operation on the spot?"

"Then take me another one."

Randomly looking at the first issue next to Yizheng, he happily threw this somewhat conservative elder brother aside: "The store that Taiguzhong is optimistic about is also the focus of my visit, let's go together."

"no problem."

Taiko Bell's smile was so bright that it exploded: "Let's change Fudo from a slut to a hipster together!"

"That `s a deal!"

The smiles of the two shining stars collided together, erupting into an even more dazzling brilliance, and Fu Dong, who was regarded by them as the protagonist, has now begun to regret his decision, why didn't he stay in the hotel and play games, instead, he had a relationship with this Two psychopaths went out together, did he lose his mind?

"Don't move, please leave me alone."

Yiqi Yizhen entrusted his younger brother to the most normal dagger among the three, and Candlestick cut also said the same thing, and at the same time added a long-term look in his eyes.

Do you really think I have no background?

In his immovable brain, he didn't know which tendon was wrong, and called Hasebe's name: "Then, do you want to go with us today?"

Hasebe frowned: "Social animal? Huh?"

"Your rustic sportswear should also be changed. Seeing you dangling in the Honmaru in that outfit, I feel like I'm going to do radio gymnastics in the next second."

The non-moving complaints hurt the hearts of the adults. The inner fan suits are sportswear, except Hasebe, and all the swords present except the short knives.

"Sports clothes are handy."

"And it's dirty."

"It's also very comfortable to wear."

In the first issue, Yijin, Candlestick Kiri, and Hasebe gave you a quick glance at me to popularize the benefits of sportswear. Yamabuki had already pulled Canguri's hand, and the two were ready to start their trip to Hong Kong together.

And to be honest, if you don't move your inner fan suit, it won't be fashionable.

Yamabachi made a note in the small notebook in his heart.